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Description
She calls herself a dancer,
but she hasn't danced in years.
But if you watch her, she still walks on the balls of her feet,
a habit she's never stopped.
She still has a gliding gait
even when she fetches the mail.
She still stands straight, shoulders back, with her chin high,
ready for a turn or a jump.
Oh, you can see her disappointment.
She misses the spins and the turns.
She misses the adrenaline and the electricity of performance.
The sound of applause.
Being showered with flowers.
Spinning faster and faster...
But those things are past.

Description
She calls herself a dancer,
but she hasn't danced in years.
But if you watch her, she still walks on the balls of her feet,
a habit she's never stopped.
She still has a gliding gait
even when she fetches the mail.
She still stands straight, shoulders back, with her chin high,
ready for a turn or a jump.
Oh, you can see her disappointment.
She misses the spins and the turns.
She misses the adrenaline and the electricity of performance.
The sound of applause.
Being showered with flowers.
Spinning faster and faster...
But those things are past.